Go ahead and mention my child,The one who died you know. Don't worry about hurting me further, The depth of my pain doesn't show. Don't worry about making me cry. I'm already crying inside.Help me to heal by releasing, The tears that I try to hide.I'm hurting when you keep silent, pretending He doesn't exist. I'd rather you mention my child, knowing that He has been missed.You asked me how I was doing. I say"pretty good" or " fine". But healing is something on going. I feelit will take a life time.-Elizabeth Dent
My beloved child I miss your smile every day can't get over not talking or hearing from you,I miss you like crazy.
That's beautiful. I'd like to visit when I come back to OKC. I wonder what cemetary?
I have so many memories of Sean that it is hard to pick one....from going to church together, to attending school and living up the street from each other on 88th. Sean was like a brother to me which I had to explain to my husband the first time they met because doing as we always do we greeted each other with a kiss on the lips. I will always remember his smile, racing each other up and down the street, singing in the choir together or just simply beating up on each other. A great person was taken from on that day and he is truly missed.
Good to hear my little brother was cherished. To god be the glory!!!
Lovely child
This must be family on his mothers side, I guess
My brother the father
Alright I see you'all out there
My brother handsome like me, but in a class by himself. Miss you man...
when I gave Birth to our daughter Zariah I was nervous, but sean held my hand and told me he loved me and that we were going to get through this. he always had a way of making kme feel as though everything was going to be alright.
He slid down the apt. stairs tore his ear, we had to go to the Dr. and get stitches and he was excited abouts his stitches, he showed everyone and he never cryed. I did, i was scared.
kids,fiancee ,siser and kids, pops, friends, brothers, nephews and nieces and aunts and uncles and granny!!!
Wow I grew up in Seattle so I never got a chance to know my little brother like I wish and should of. We did kick it though back in 1998 when I visited went out to eat and things. Me him Brent Lacy and Senior. I talked to him on the phone a couple of times. Told him I was a rapper up here in Seattle back in the day, now I do both including R&B. So its ironic to me he died in the studio. I can't get past that fact.